The middle-aged man with a big belly said firmly.

"No way to go wrong?"

Wen Liang sneered and looked at the middle-aged man coldly: "Do you think that Hu San can climb from a refugee to his current position and become Zhao Ding's right-hand man? He will be a simple person? Will such an important person be so simple?

Tell the news to a distant cousin who is not taken seriously by Zhao Ding?

You are really either stupid or bad."

"Here comes someone."

Before the pot-bellied middle-aged man could speak, Wen Liang shouted directly outside the tent: "Drag this man out and kill him."

"Master Hou, what I said is true. Spare your life, spare your life!"

Seeing that the soldiers outside the tent had walked in, the middle-aged man shouted hurriedly, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Wen Liang.

However, Wen Liang didn't even look at him and allowed the soldiers to drag the pot-bellied middle-aged man out.

Seeing the middle-aged man being dragged out, Wen Liang murmured: "The plate has been exposed and has no use value. It is better to die."

"Send two people to slander it and take a look. If it is true, we will take action."

After thinking for a long time, Wen Er looked at the guards outside the tent and ordered.

What a magical cannon.

What an artifact that is.

As long as he gets the magical cannon, his Wen Liang status in Nanchen will be unshakable.

He could even use this to propose marriage to the Northern Liang royal family and ask for Xiao Yunu, the sixth princess of Northern Liang!
Chapter completed!